Vernal rock; unruly and rumbustious… Bad Cop’s “Dreamer Man” steps out of line with post-punk pride.
Riant rhythm meets electric energy at an indie crossroads… Effect-distanced singing and an everyday outcast’s story make for one superbly snappy song.
“She loves shiny things…”
Sitting. Sidewalk lacks lumbar support. You kick loose asphalt.
Speakers beat a ruckus at your back; brightest house on the block…
Your red cup cracks as you squeeze its ice.
A skateboard rolls up to a halt between your feet. A smiling face finds you beneath a warm streetlight.
“But he don’t see the reality…”
Bad Cop rock a Raconteurs approach to rock, with ample piano punctuating and grizzly guitar fuzz. Think “Top Yourself” with more upbeat verve.
Spaced-out vocals enrapture – fusing with the fuzz and pulsing over danceable distortion. The lyrics imply an innocent, fated encounter lurks round the bend for two alternative souls mixed-up in some glistening metropolis. Haven’t met, yet must meet…
Bass probes the blank for sharp melodic responses throughout each verse, then opens up into the chorus with unfettered fervor.
“Dreamer Man” as a song makes for a cityfied singalong. It’s uplifting at heart and satisfyingly straight-etched to boot. Try it out with a listen.
